#Oc: Psyche the Ancient of Mental Health

[mkarchin713]

Dan thinks he’s got a sweet job as the equivalent of an Uber driver in crime alley. It’s a great gig with paternity leave and on site baby sitting. Sure the boss is liminal as fuck and has a weird fashion sense but who is Dan to judge.

Aka

Dan does not realize he is now the Red Hood gangs favorite get away driver thanks to the driving skills he inherited from Jack.

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Rambly additions

The reason Danny and Ellie are babies is because they where hit by a Fenton/GIW weapon that made them revert to their death age

Sam, Tucker, Jazz and Val are protecting Amity Park and maintaining the illusion that Danny is okay.

Gotham is high in ecto energy so it masks the Phantoms ecto-signature. It’s high enough to consistently form shades but not full on ghosts.

Dan was forced into the care of Psyche the Ancient of Mental Health The Mind who may or may not be the ghost of Jazz from his timeline, either way she sure looks like a pink haired Jazz with white eyes and checks in on him from time to time. Dan just calls her the Therapist.

Dan’s new apartment is right next to the alley the Wayne’s died in and is reportedly haunted. It is by the shades of the Waynes who make great late night babysitters. Sure no one else can see them but they just watch the twins sleep it’s not like anything bad will happen under their watch right, or they will get powerful enough for mortals to see.

Lady Gotham is Dan’s parole officer

Ellie has a ghost proof leash so she won’t run off after she reaches the walking stage

Dan does not remember all the people he’s killed. He would have episodes where he would glass entire cities before their defenders even had a chance to act. That’s how he killed most heroes.

Options

Bad reveal. The Fentons are after them

Good reveal. The GIW are after them

No reveal the GIW and the Fentons are after them.

Psyche is TUE timeline Jazz’s ghost

Psyche takes the form of a being whose presence you find calming

Prompt 43

DcxDP crossover, yet again de-aged Danny & Dani, who would have thought?

Only this time, they’re being taken care of by teen/young adult Dan who is this close to snapping again but just finished community work and probation. Now they can’t stay in Amity, it’s not safe, like at all, or even in Illinois. 

So Dan takes the ‘twins’ and bolts from the city to somewhere else. Finds a simple job, even if it might not be fully legal, manages to secure an apartment and pay the rent for a few months ahead of time using some stolen money from Vlad. And is now in the middle of slightly freaking out on if this makes him a parent or not. 

However, he still destroyed the world in the future, and this is a crossover. Time travelling exists, and several heroes come back in time to stop the thing from happening. They aren’t expecting a teen dad and a pair of literal infants all covered in medical scars- and oh god is that a collar on the barely adult?! Misunderstandings ensue. 

[eternityunicorn]

The Doppelgänger: Part One

Author: eternityunicorn 

Genre: Romance/Mystery/AU

Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x OC, Joel Goran x OC

Warnings: Violance, Smut

Summary: An unexpected and rather unusual patient arrives at Hope Zion; a woman with white hair and sapphire eyes that were aged much older than one who looked so young. Everyone is fascinated by this strange person, but none more so that Dr. Joel Goran. The woman looks at Joel as if she knows him, but he knows he doesn’t. Just who is she and why does she look at him like that? And who is Elijah?

NOTE: OC is from my up and coming novel series!

AUTHOR’S NOTE: So, I’ve been rewatching bits of Saving Hope (Seasons 1-3) and this little gem came to mind from that. I don’t know how long it will be, but I couldn’t resist writing this AU crossover, because Daniel Gillies...hello? I hope you enjoy it!

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It was another busy night at Hope Zion Hospital. The ER was especially full this particular midnight as twenty people came through the doors, all having been severely injured. Some had bad cuts, others had broken bones, and others still had a combination of the two. It was a completely chaotic scene, but none of the medics or police officers could explain to the doctors what had happened to these people. Some said it was an explosion, others said a terror attack. Yet, the patients themselves said it was the attack of demons; grotesque creatures that were made of nightmares.

That was complete and total nonsense. Demons weren’t real. 

Dr. Joel Goran was one of the many doctors that had been called down to the ER to assist in the influx of injured. He had heard the shocked ramblings of the insane echoing about in the chaos, and they were easy for him to ignore as delusions caused by the trauma they had experienced. However, many of the injured would point to a particular bed in Emergency as they were retelling of what had happened out there in the night. 

Joel had to admit he was curious - and drawn to the bed in question. Perhaps whomever was in that bed could solve some of the mystery as to what the hell had been going on in the world that night? 

Upon approach, the pair of highly trained nurses tending to the bed’s occupant were staring at each other in puzzlement, shrugging and looking about as if they didn’t know what to do. They were saying how there had been deep lacerations and bruising all over the patient’s body, but now they were completely gone without a trace.

Joel thought he had heard wrong and moved in to assess the patient, only to be struck with wonder by what he found there. She was beautiful, in an ethereal and otherworldly sort of way. A young woman of about eighteen years of age, with a nearly snow white complexion and hair, which cascaded downward in a seemingly never ending waterfall all around her. Her lips were plush and rose pink, but he couldn’t see her eyes as they were closed. Even so, he had never seen such a lovely creature before in his life. It felt like a touch of divinity, but that was nonsense. She was simply an unusually gorgeous woman, small and innocent looking.

The nurses were right too. There was evidence upon the strange woman’s person that indicated there had been wounds upon her flesh - yet, they were gone. Dried blood stains covered her porcelain skin and the odd pirate-like clothes she wore. Otherwise, her body was completely unmarred of actual injury. 

What the hell?

Joel was completely flabbergasted by what he saw. It was impossible. He grabbed the chart at the end of the bed to look over it, to reassure himself that he wasn’t crazy, that the woman had been brought in wounded. Upon close inspection of the paperwork, it was made obvious that he wasn’t going mad after all. She had been seriously wounded, more so than the others that had been brought in.

That can’t be. Wounds don’t heal themselves that quickly, especially not ones of the extensiveness she had suffered. 

Suddenly, the strange lady stirred and groaned softly, before her eyes flew open. She gasped and sat up quickly, unaware of where she was. She had a wildness to her, almost animalistic in nature as she looked about her. She flew from the bed in her madness and began tearing herself from the machines the ER staff had hooked her up to, just as she pushed away those whom had come to restrain her with easy before they could even reach her.

It appeared to Joel that she hadn’t even touched the assistants and the security officers that had tried to get near her, in order to subdue her. It was as though she had used psychic powers, but that wasn’t possible. Superpowers were a myth, a fantasy of comic books and movies.

In the middle of the madness, the wild lady gave pause when her eyes fell upon Joel, whom by this point was in a mix of curiosity and fear. Her eyes stole his breath away. They were sapphire in color, a deep blue with a wisdom that was ancient swirling about in their depths - an unusual trait for someone whom appeared so young, barely legal even. Yet, underneath all that, they looked to him with recognition and...love.

“Elijah?” She said, her voice naturally soft-spoken. “Elijah!��

Immediately, the woman was rushing toward him and throwing her arms around him, once she had reached him. She kissed his lips sweetly, but with an intense passion as well. It sent the orthopedic surgeon reeling. He didn’t know what to do, as he had never had a stranger just throw themselves at him nor kiss him so...lovingly. Furthermore, it felt familiar, her mouth upon his; though he couldn’t explain the reason.

Joel’s body reacted before his stunned brain could. His arm was wrapped around her shoulders and his mouth reciprocated eagerly, if not with a bit of uncertainty - as if he shouldn’t be kissing her at all. Yet, he couldn’t stop himself. It was all instinct. 

Then he remembered himself and quickly pulled away, holding the woman out at arms length with an awkward grin as he licked his lower lip. He could taste her there. It was intoxicatingly sweet and it took everything in him to resist kissing her again.

The divine lady frowned and blinked rapidly at him in return. Her head tilted to the side with her curiosity as she realized that he was not this Elijah person she had mistook him for. “You are not Elijah, but a doppelgänger,” she said mysteriously, her soft voice light and angelic sounding. “The resemblance is more than uncanny. It is so alike that you two could be the same person.”

Joel didn’t know what to make of her or her statement. Though he was growing curiouser about her and this man she spoke of. A doppelgänger is what she had called him, but that was absurd. Just how much of a resemblance could he possibly share with this Elijah guy? 

“Ah, I’m Dr. Joel Goran,” he introduced himself. “I’m a -.”

“You’re a hotshot orthopedic surgeon, one of the best in your field,” interjected the striking woman. Then her eyes narrowed at him as she rapidly observed, “You’re accent is not like Elijah’s, but your voice! How strange that I can hear his in it. New Zealand is where you are from originally. You have commitment issues as you are always looking for something better and tend to get bored easy. Because of this, you also cannot commit in the romantic sense either, having cheated more times than I care to relay. Despite these flaws, however, you are a good man - a good man who makes poor life choices, in his relationships especially.”

Joel was taken aback by her statement, wondering how she even knew any of that about him. Had she been to Hope Zion before? Heard these things about him from a hospital employee? 

That couldn’t be right. Anyone who looked like her would have surely been talked about by...well everyone. She was strange and old, despite her youth; an oddity that wouldn’t have been kept secret from the gossips of the hospital, had she been a previous patient or visitor.

So then how?

“I would tell you exactly how, but you are not open minded to the possibility of the supernatural,” she said, as if answering his thoughts. “Therefore, I will simply say that my name is Eternity and no, I haven’t been here to your hospital before. In fact, I shouldn’t be here now. Alas, I must wait for my love to find me and therefore, you are stuck with me, sir doctor.”

Joel smiled and narrowed his eyes at this woman’s strangeness. “Well, is he here? The man you’re waiting for?” He asked, gesturing around them casually.

“No, I cannot sense his life force here, but I do know he isn’t far,” she answered with a concentrated frown. Then it seemed she stopped talking to him directly and had begun speaking more to herself, “No doubt he got left behind on the battlefield. Perhaps he had his neck snapped and is still recovering.” She gave a contemplative look before she relaxed and shrugged, “Ah well, he will find me soon enough.”

Nothing this lady said made any sense whatsoever. Battlefield? Snapped neck? Just who was this person or the person she was supposedly waiting for? Nobody got up from a snapped neck. Yet that was entirely what she was implying, that this man who looked like him was going to get up from his fatal neck injury as if it had never happened. She was so nonchalant about it too. 

Yes, this Eternity was beautiful and otherworldly - a curiosity - but she was also completely insane! Joel began to wonder if he should be calling in a psychiatrist to deal with this lady erratic and nonsensical behavior. However, something about her gave him pause. So he didn’t immediately act on his instinct to call them mental health ward.

“Forgive me,” said Eternity gently, disrupting his chaotic thoughts. “I did not mean to disturb you, Dr. Goran. I was merely thinking out loud.”

“Right,” he replied, still debating the whole psych evaluation thing for her. “So, you’re not injured. Therefore, there’s no reason for you to remain here in the ER.”

At that, the pale woman smirked slyly, “Isn’t there though?”

With that, Eternity backed away with her hands clasped behind her in a mischievous sort of way. She went over to one of the other occupied beds, one with a young man whom was suffering from three huge lacerations across his chest. Zach and a medical assistant were trying to stop the bleeding, but were having a hell of a time doing so. 

Eternity moved in beside Zach, whom paused to look at the strange woman that had just walked up to his side. The ER doctor looked at Joel with confusion, who shrugged in return, just as the lady placed her unprotected hand upon the wounds of the patient. 

“Uh, Miss? You shouldn’t -.” Zach began, only to be rendered silent by what he witnessed happen next. 

In fact, both doctors watched as the strange woman’s hand began to hum and glow a light blue color. Then they witnessed a miracle, as the poor man’s wounds healed immediately beneath her touch. The only evidence of injury was where his shirt had been cut and stained with his own blood.

Joel and Zach both looked at Eternity with awed disbelief, as if neither of them could believe what they had just witnessed. The same looks crossed the faces of the trauma team too. It was obvious from the tram’s mirroring expressions that neither Joel or Zach had been seeing things, if  everyone had seen the same thing. 

It meant he wasn’t going crazy at least, Joel thought with some relief.

Then just as the orthopedic surgeon was about to question the supernaturally gifted woman, she winked at him and proceeded to dance around the ER, healing all the injured in whatever terror attack they had been caught up in. Every single sick and injured person had been completely healed by her touch. The busy Emergency Room was rendered silent by the miracle in a pause of disbelief, just before every patient erupted into applause and cheers and words of gratitude to the goddess that healed them.

Joel watched all this unfold, unable to do anything else. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing, having a difficult time accepting it. Yet, objectively speaking, he knew his eyes were not lying; this white-haired beauty had just magically cured every patient!

That was impossible!

Yet, it had happened....

Before Joel could finally intercept her to finally get answers about what the hell was going on, the ethereal creature grinned at him one last time before she vanished in front of his very eyes. It didn’t take long before Joel realized that she took with her the memories of everyone in the Emergency Room of the miraculous healing, replacing them with false ones of the doctors doing the curing. 

Everyone, except for Dr. Joel Goran.

To Be Continued....